Leaving Blue 5.1

A journey to the stars.
Captain Frim and the crew aboard Exp 1, a starship that is on an explorator...

It was the year 1501. We had orders to take our star ship, Exp One, on a scientific expedition, bound for a planet named D36. EMPE, the Executive Management branch of Physicists and Engineers and the global government agency that had sent us on this mission, had instructed me alone to open a top secret manila envelope when our ship drew close to D36.

Although EMPE had given us an adequate food and water supplies, there wasn’t much left, because we had taken longer routes, safer ones.

Our navigator, an astrophysicist named Dr. Thomas Harn, and his assistant, Dr. Jen Emen, an astronomer, had been studying this planetary system, trying to find a main-sequence star, because in many cases habitable planets orbited this type of celestial body. Within the last four days, after decelerating, we were closer to a world named E4.

Before going into its orbit, Exp One would pass two moons, then inspect a four-hundred-foot-diameter indigo ship. Although that vessel hadn’t responded to our messages, if anyone was aboard, they might share food.

On my vtp—a a cell phone-like voice, texting, video portable communicator—Steve’s, Lisa’s, Bette’s, Wanda’s, Roger’s, Larry’s and Seth’s names enlarged. In the last three hours, none of them had responded to my emails. Something was wrong.

I spoke into my vtp, telling Thomas about the fact that they weren’t paying attention to my recent messages.

His face appeared on the device. He blinked. “Understood. An hour ago, I sent emails to Susan, Rita and Marie. But they haven’t replied. Perhaps they’re too busy.”

“Meet me in Steve’s room in ten minutes. We need to get to the bottom of this.”

“Will do.”

I thought about Susan, a Microbiologist. Because of my busy schedule, we rarely spoke.

About two weeks ago, for the first time in months, Rita, a Software Engineer, a woman who was well versed in using strange attractor formation in G forces to create star charts, spoke to me about several galactic maps. Although I wanted to talk to her more often, both of us had too much to do.

A journey to the stars.

Captain Frim and the crew aboard Exp 1, a starship that is on an exploratory mission, headed for the planet D36, must take an alternate route and land on E4, a planet where a race of beings called the Reen live because the crew is running out of food.

Will the crew aboard the starship Exp 2 ever return to their home world, Blue 5.1 or is it too far away?
The...

After many months, an old galactic map, one of millions, appeared. Our home planet wasn’t on it. Predicting Blue’s exact location was difficult because gravitational pull from nearby planets was bending light, creating inaccurate galactic charts. At our current rate, we would die of old age long before reaching our final destination. I banged my fist on the arm of the chair, frustrated.

Darwin glanced at me. In his eyes, icons saying that he understood my disappointment separated.

In front of our ship, a wormhole opened.

I stood, amazed. “What caused that?”

Darwin waved his hand across a screen, retrieving archives. “Unknown.”

Exp 2 entered the hole, a structure without any light. Without warning, we came out of it. The ship veered port, then went by the edge of a huge asteroid belt filled with huge meteors.

My stomach muscles relaxed, because we were less likely to collide with them. Sometimes I felt as if we were living on borrowed time. In a few days or months, asteroid dust would hit our space vessel and tear it apart.

Within hours, I entered my office and sat down. Someone had recently placed a small glass cube on my desk. Inside the cube, a 3 D rose blossomed. Next to the rose, there was a handwritten note.

Greg,

Why don’t you spend more time with me?

Love, Irea

What could I give my lover to show her how much I loved having her around? I wasn’t sure. There was another problem. If I didn’t give my full attention to the ship, it would go off course.

On my vtp, Jen’s face, an incoming call, enlarged.

She narrowed her eyes, concentrating. “Exp Two is creating flight paths, routes based on neutrinos. But I can’t tell if these flight paths will lead us toward Blue because it isn’t showing up on any charts.

“We’re still a long way from Alpha Centauri A. At our current rate, we’ll reach Blue in eighty years.”

I flinched. “Keep me posted.”

Will the crew aboard the starship Exp 2 ever return to their home world, Blue 5.1 or is it too far away?

The starship Exp 2 is on an uncharted course, its crew desperate to find one that will help them return to their home world, Blue 5.1.